The attendant quickly finished the instruction, pulled the sheepskin coat and jumped out the door, pretending it was behind him. The guys felt free, immediately relaxed, smiled at each other.

- Well, everything is divergent. We meet in the steam room, - commanded the parade Andrew. - Katya, I believe in you!

They all began to neigh again like horses. Her desire to sneak away was so obvious that no one ever hid the hunting excitement that arose towards her.

Katya understood that she had become a victim of her own bath complexes, and tried to catch up with the unnecessary bravado, that she was not good at it.

“We'll also see which of us is a little coward,” she threw a angry look at Andrei comically, showed him her tongue before following Lena.

A new burst of laughter hit them in the back. The guys went crazy from flirting with Katya. They seized snacks and alcohol and now "covered the clearing" in the waiting room.

In the women's part of the locker room, the tile floor under their feet gave off warmth. Katya even leaned over to touch him.

“Such a warm floor,” she said, lifting the edge in surprise.

Lena chuckled:

- Is this your first time here? She asked.

- I am generally the first time in the sauna.

“Lucky for you,” Lena was already spinning completely naked in front of the mirror, clasping her breasts with her palms, pulling in her belly and standing on tiptoes.

- Why? - Kate was embarrassed, looking at Lenin inadvertently bleached pubis, reflected in the mirror. Only a thin strip of black hair curled from the gum line and abruptly broke off just before the beginning of the bulging pinkish lips of the vagina.

- You will soon understand, - Lena was not joking. The stern expression of boundless longing froze on her face. - Well, ready? - She asked, looking at a young girlfriend, who managed to quietly wrap a towel.

- And you go so? - Katya gazed at her frightened little eyes.

Lena chuckled again. Without taking my eyes off the newly appeared miracle, I took a towel from the shelf and, wrapping myself around it, stuck the upper corner near the collarbone.

- So happy? She asked, still grinning.

Katya twisted her lips in displeasure.

She was surprised and confused, we agreed to bathe in towels. And then Lena herself set out to walk naked in the steam room.

“What are you doing?” - I wanted to tell her.

Instead, Katya, having bitten her lower sponge, minced for the older girl, who seemed to be much better versed in the nuances of local cuisine.

Contrary to expectations in the steam room was not as hot as Kate imagined. The guys were already sitting on the top shelf, having fun talking about something, glancing in the direction of the girls who had come. Katya smiled for courage and followed Lena, who for some reason chose the most prominent place. They sat almost opposite the guys, at the far wall, where the benches formed a right angle.

It was a small dark room lined with wood. Tiled floor gave the same warmth as in the locker room. Three shelves of ladder stretched along the walls, dim yellow light poured from built-in lanterns at the corners. But the most interesting was in the center, where in a tin box lay stones, smooth as pebbles, large and brown like potatoes. Next to this “brazier”, as the guys called him jokingly, there was a plastic bowl with a scoop. Katya understood perfectly well that water was being poured from a basin onto stones in order to “give in to heat”, but she was afraid to imagine what sensations you feel while sitting in a hot cloud of steam.

Suddenly, Lena woke up.

“Oh, something hot to me,” she sang in a fake voice. - Can I take off the towel? - appealed to the guys.

“Yes, please, please,” Andrei replied in the same way.

The boys' eyes lit up with a greedy sheen, they fell silent, stared at Lena, who theatrically slowly pulled the end of the towel, revealed herself to the view. Katya, choking with laughter, moved aside. She sat with her head propped on her hands, and now her palms themselves found a mouth and cheeks. She was again filled with excitement. She seemed to be staring at her. Her legs, legs and legs, want to move apart to look under the towel. Excitement rushed to her still not sobered head.

Contrary to expectations, the guys did not pounce on Lena.

- Beautiful! - Andrew shook his head approvingly.

- Yes, just super, - Vitya echoed in a stray language. - I love nudists.

They all neigh.

- Maybe we all get undressed? - chewed the words of Nechaev.

He smiled all evening with his trademark smile, contented and rustic. Now this round smile has become a frozen mask of lust.

“No, Katya will be against it,” Andrei once again expressed theatrical concern.

“Maybe not,” Vitya growled.

- And you ask her, you are her brother, - continued the game Andrei.

They all grunted. Communication with strict Katya through her brother added spice to the position on the brink of a foul.

- Kate, and Kate, - Vitya finished.

They all neigh. Katya herself sat on pins and needles. Excitement, timidity, finally this stupid laugh and Vitin's voice finished off her completely, she snorted into the fist, choking with laughter.

- Well, K-a-a, - stretched the name of his sister Vitya, playing with his brows.

“Yes, I can,” she squeaked, turning away.

- Hooray! - the guys shouted.

They pulled off the towels, threw them under their feet on the second shelf. In order not to look curious, Katya looked straight ahead and a little to the side. Excited by what was happening, she did not notice how the heels broke away from the bench and hung in the air. Tense fingers froze in a bent position, nails scraped the tree. She wiggled her booty, squinting toward the giggling guys. They whispered like cockroaches, discussing, apparently, her unwillingness to throw off a towel.

- Maybe the park to succumb, eh? Girls, how do you look at it? - asked Max, who was sitting closest to the girls.

“Yes you can,” said Lena lazily. She sat exactly, having bent her back in the back, opening her hips and clearly not being embarrassed to show her pussy to the guys.

- And how are you, Katya? - Max's ingenuous voice relieved her of the need to think about the consequences.

- Yes, you can - she nodded.

Max jumped off the deer with ease and, standing on the contrary, stretched to his full height. He stood under the bulb itself, almost touching her head. His overgrown farm, the size of a good fist, was rocking in the groin with a bunch of dead pink scrotum and thick sausage. Katya involuntarily squeezed her lips in a smirk, her eyes darted to the left at the guys, then to the floor. She tried to study her hands, the manicurer, but Max’s genitalia, exposed to the most prominent place in the steam room, could not be thrown out of her head. The head of the penis was outlined under thin skin, a thick vein originating from the pubis, divided the organ with a hollow, crawled along the trunk, which swayed heavily with the testicles, it was enough for Max to step over. Katya would like to giggle, but, apparently, they got used to nudity, and only she was left notorious with her fool.

The guys went back to talking about cars and getting driving license. Max scooped some water, his eggs swayed colorfully between his legs, Katya could not take her eyes off them. Eucalyptus steam went, a thick, pleasant smell slowly filled the space.

- Mmm, what a beauty! - Lena expressed her general admiration. She wrapped her arms around her breasts, as she did in the dressing room in front of the mirror. Pale pink nipples stuck between her fingers, Lena clearly rubbed them, experiencing excitement.

With a graceful little cat, she rose from the bench, arched in the back and, shaking her hips, went to the exit. Guys eagerly watched the game of buttocks.

“I want to drink something,” she threw in the direction of the guys. - Who is with me?

They did not need to repeat twice. Stunned, staring at her boobs and ass, Max, Dyonya and Andrey jumped from the bench with locust shoes and rushed ... Read more →